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January 29, 2019

This story originally appeared on January 23rd in the Piltdown Review.

Across the valley sat a small house made of earth. From my front door I could see the thick, shallowly sloped, sunbaked roof and squat chimney, pale between the pines. No smoke ever rose—the house ha...

April 20, 2018

This story originally appeared in The Collapsar in April, 2018.

The day I killed S was the happiest day of my life. He was a miserable man. Miserable and cruel and when I cut across his throat with that little knife, I messed it all up and he died so slowly and said so...

March 1, 2018

This story originally appeared in Hematapoiesis Press in March 2018.

The therapy program is preloaded with delicate ambient music that floats just beyond my hearing – little tinkles and sighs that catch my attention, then disappear when I try to focus. Part of the exper...

December 21, 2016

The Juniper Bush originally appeared on Entropy Mag on December 31, 2016.

Last summer my son disappeared. The police said some folks saw him walking along the river bank after school. The river was still rough the day they found his backpack and his shoes, three days af...

May 4, 2016

This story appeared in Out of the Cave, an anthology of young adult horror, in May 2014.

Two teenagers agree that something weird and awful changed their lives one night. But what? Nothing is right and everything is wrong in this story about two siblings who want a nigh...

November 3, 2015

This story first appeared in milk journal. on November 3, 2015.

Some time ago, before you were born, a young girl lived with her mother and her sisters in a town of only women. The girl was almost eight years old, and her name was Hana. She was wild as the wind and chee...

November 3, 2015

This story first appeared in Broad! Magazine on November 3, 2015.

A woman lives by herself in a medium sized house in a small orchard, tucked away from her nowhere village, near a nowhere forest, equidistant from the two roads that lead perpendicularly out of the villag...

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